The nauseating smell of wastecontaminated by the blooddripping for the knifeof a hatchet mana self-destructive (cruel) actin the name of a godthat is used to justify aholy battle plan

It's going down nowno hope for pow wowyou can't expel the devil from his dwellthere ain't no sanctuary safe enoughno shelter built strong and toughto protect against this earthly hell

Out comes the batzthey're leaving their cavesoon they'll be outta sightout comes the ratzthey are leaving the shipswimming off into the nightout comes the vulturesfleeing human discommendin this mayhem of dismaythere'll be no tomorrowthis is the endand tomorrow, no today

A game of sick monopolypolluted by the appetitefor cash and to controla flock of sheepan atrocious quest for peacea certain route to genesisIt's hard to comprehendthe power of such a creep